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  1. fowltemptress

    It's littering. I don't care what you call it.

    I love my SO . . . last time we went grocery shopping and found a pamphlet (for a tanning salon) under our windshield, he told me to gather up all the little pieces of trash that I could find stuck under the car seats. He drove to the tanning salon, took the pamphlet and the trash I had gathered...
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